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    " Anyone wanna play the confession game?" he would call, beingv bored as usual, just outside the cathedral.



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    "I do! I wanna play! Sometimes when I start laughing I pee myself. Like that? Did I do it right?" Carolina asked, staring at Gray with one eye.

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    Oh. " That's a good confession."

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    /quietly quotes gray's reaction lmAO




    "um i have a weird addiction to kale because of dimitri." galebreaker said as he padded up to the young tom. well it was true. he had really liked dimitri, but then he ended up having the same obsession as him - not as crazy as his though.

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    " Maybe this was a bad idea, I guess." he sighed, shivering a bit. All these confessions were wierd. " But, eh." he shrugged.


    you're evil q___q

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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]The confession game? What an odd thing to want to play... But the SunClanners seemed to be particularly interested in it. He couldn't fathom why. "I have no confessions," Elijah would lie as he strolled over, his face lacking emotion like usual.


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    "You've never peed yourself or picked your nose or eaten a fish eye or licked somebody's face in their sleep?" Carolina looked at him with astonishment.

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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]What she spoke of almost caused him to recoil. They were revolting and he couldn't imagine a person who would be happy and willing to admit that they indeed did things like 'lick someone's face'. "No, nor do I ever plan too".


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